At Broken Head Cliff, Ling Yun finally met Lian Nanchun. Lian Nanchun hated Ling Yun to the core at this time, and when he wasn't paying attention, he hit his shoulder blade with a parallel finger.
Then Tanshou snatched the Wuya Sword from his hand, pointed the sword, and forced it into his heart, "I will kill you, a duplicitous hypocrite, and avenge those innocent souls who died in vain!"
Ling Yun's face turned gray. He felt as if his heart had been tightly grasped, then taken out decisively, and thrown into the ice and snow. His whole body, from the inside out, was completely cold.
He said sadly: "Chun'er, can't you even believe me? I didn't harm them. I have never deceived you or betrayed you! We could have left together last time, but before leaving, Huanyu practiced for me, but poisoned the wine...
"From then on, I was trapped by them and lost my freedom; they used me as a bait to hurt you, hurt my aunt, and trapped me in an unkind and unjust place. I admit that what happened to them was caused by my fault, but I am helpless!
"When you were suffering so much in prison, I was also suffering from all kinds of pain. I was frightened every night and my days felt like years! Who can understand the helplessness in my heart?
"Even if everyone in the world misunderstands me, Chun'er, you should believe that I am sincere to you!..."
Lian Nanchun stared at him with resentment, like a Shura from the depths of hell. A touch of scarlet pressed across his eyes, like a blooming red lotus. It was so beautiful that it was thrilling, and it was so cold that it hurt his heart.
She laughed miserably and said: "That's enough, do you think I will still believe your sweet words? If I dare to believe your nonsense now, I, Lian Nanchun, will really die somewhere!"
As he said that, he used the sword in his hand and stabbed it inward with force.
Ling Yun suddenly moved as fast as a whirlwind, reaching out and holding the thin sword blade between his middle and index fingers.
Lian Nanchun was stunned for a moment, "So you have already broken free of the acupuncture points?"
In fact, on second thought, it’s not surprising. She was exhausted just now and her attacks were weak; but Ling Yun had extremely high internal strength and profound attainments, how could she be able to control him for a long time?
Ling Yun's wet and clear eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Chun'er, how can you be willing to believe me? I was indeed used and framed by them!"
Lian Nanchun snorted, "Them? Who are they? Are they Mr. Lu, who has been kind to you, and the brothers from the Shangshufu of the Ministry of Justice who share life and death with you? Aren't they all honest and upright gentlemen? So what? Would you do such despicable and dirty things?..."
She suddenly laughed miserably, and her voice was choked by her own sobs. Big drops of hot tears fell down and hit her blood-stained arms.
"Ling Yun, do you think it's enough to put all the blame on them? Ask yourself, don't you have any responsibility in these things? Even though you didn't kill Boren, Boren died because of you -
"I'm telling you, it's useless what you say now. I only hate you now. Ling Yun, I hate you! Hate you! Hate you!..."
She has never been so resentful as she is at this moment, and she has never wanted to kill someone as much as she is at this moment. The overwhelming hatred swept her whole body instantly; she withdrew her sword, and a white rainbow penetrated the sun, piercing Ling Yun's heart!
Ling Yun's heart was extremely cold at this time. He stood as stagnant as a pillar, his eyes fixed, and he watched helplessly as the cold sword tip emits a soul-chilling cold light and plunged into his chest mercilessly...
With a "plop", Lian Nanchun's sharp sword penetrated deeply into his right chest!
The bright red blood spurted out like spring water, instantly dyeing the snowy white clothes in front of his chest red. A heartbreaking pain made him stagger, but he did not fall down immediately.
At that moment, all the blood in Lian Nanchun's body seemed to have been injected into her heart in an instant, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe; her face was pale, her chest was heaving violently, and she said in a trembling voice: "Just now... why didn't you hide?..."
Ling Yun's face was pale and bluish, exuding a sense of death, and a layer of dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said reluctantly: "If... this can make you believe that I am sincere to you, I would like to... …go to hell…”
Lian Nanchun gritted his teeth and quickly pulled out his sword. Ling Yun's dripping blood splashed all over her face and body. When his shaky figure was about to fall forward, Lian Nanchun subconsciously took a step forward, stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.
Lian Nanchun held back the tears that were about to fall and said coldly: "Do you think I can forgive you by doing this? You're such a cruel trick..."
Ling Yun's dry lips were bloodless, and he let out a suppressed and helpless groan; he took a breath and said intermittently: "Even if I really use... the bitter trick, who... would do it with his own life? bet?……"
He suddenly twitched in pain. Streams of blood foam overflowed from his mouth and flowed down the river, staining the snow-white clothes on his chest that were already bright red.
There was a smell of blood in the air, and the smell of death seemed to have enveloped the entire place. Ling Yun's whole body suddenly convulsed involuntarily, which looked so painful that it made people shudder.
Lian Nanchun was in a state of confusion. She seemed to have exhausted all her strength, hugging his frail body tightly in her trembling arms and crying: "Zhichao, Zhichao... you must cheer up... ...You can't die, you must not die..."
Suddenly there was a noise down the mountain. Then people shouted, and a large group of fully armed guards came to surround them.
The leaders were none other than He Yuting from the Marquis Mansion, Lu Wenzheng, Yang Zhen and others from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice; and Princess Huanyu from the Junma Mansion was actually among them!
How did Princess Huanyu come to be?
It turned out that just now in the Huanyun Pavilion of the Junma Mansion, Ling Yun had restrained Huan Yu's soft numb hole and escaped, leaving her alone, gritting her teeth in hatred, but unable to do anything.
Later, Yu Zhu, Yu Mo and others found some expert guards, and it took a lot of trouble to untie her acupuncture points.
At this time, Princess Huanyu was like an enraged lion, with uncontrollable anger flashing in her eyes. She led a group of guards out of the county horse's residence and rushed to the execution ground angrily.
I happened to meet Lu Wenzheng and He Yuting on the road.
It turned out that a guard had just come to report that the detective brother had found traces of Lian Nanchun on the Guantou Cliff ten miles east of the city; so the two groups of people joined forces and rushed here to capture the Tianxiao Demon Girl.
Looking at the large group of guards that came with great momentum and surrounded them, Lian Nanchun's eyes were filled with deathly silence, and he smiled miserably and said: "Zhichao, it seems that the two of us are really going to die together!"
Ling Yun took a breath and said weakly: "No, we can't just... sit and wait for death, and you... can't die either... hold me hostage and force them to get out of the way!..."
Lian Nanchun blurted out: "No, you can't, it's too dangerous!"
Ling Yun said: "I'm afraid they can't do anything to me... Besides, I'm already... a dying person, it doesn't matter..."
Lian Nanchun's eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist, and he said tremblingly: "Stop talking!"
Ling Yun said intermittently: "Chun'er, don't... hesitate anymore, your wish has not been fulfilled, and you still have a great revenge that you have not avenged..."
A "big revenge has not been avenged" suddenly awakened Lian Nanchun, and her heart suddenly twitched with pain again.
At this time, Lu Wenzheng was heard sternly saying: "Left and right, take down this witch and me!"
Lian Nanchun suddenly raised his hand and held Ling Yun under his boundless sword. Her eyebrows stood up, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she shouted: "Which of you dares to come here? If you dare to make a move, I will kill him immediately!..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Seeing Ling Yun fall into the hands of this murderous female devil, covered in blood and seriously injured, no one dared to move except in confusion.
As for the so-called rat-throwing weapon, everyone is afraid that if they are not careful, something will go wrong and hurt Ling Yun, and they cannot bear the responsibility.
Lu Wenzheng frowned slightly and said urgently: "Lian Nanchun, you must not mess around! Just put forward any conditions you have, as long as you can let Commander Ling go!"
Lian Nanchun pursed his red lips, his deep eyes were cold and heavy, and he said calmly: "It's very simple, you guys get out of the way immediately. As long as I can leave here safely, I will naturally let Ling Yun go."
The veins on Lu Wenzheng's forehead twitched slightly, and his already tense face was unconsciously covered with a layer of cold frost.
The air seemed to be stagnant at that moment, dull and depressing, making it difficult to breathe. There was silence on the field, everyone held their breath and looked at each other in shock.
Lian Nanchun twitched the corner of his mouth, and his tone showed a lot of impatience, "Why, Mr. Lu is still hesitant? People say that Mr. Lu has always regarded Commander Ling as his confidant and nephew. He attaches great importance to it; now it seems that these are all rumors! Ling Yun’s life is not as important as Mr. Lu’s official position and future!"
Her fierce killing intent surged in her cold and ruthless eyes, "Let me say it for the last time, my patience is limited. I will count to three. If Mr. Lu still can't make up his mind, I will have no choice but to die together with your Commander Ling." Got it!
"Actually, what is my life worth? At worst, I will die together. With Commander Ling as my companion, I will no longer be alone on the road to hell! - I started counting, one, two..."
Lu Wenzheng finally made up his mind; he turned his deep eyes and said: "Okay, as long as you let Commander Ling go, I can let you live."
He waved his hand and ordered: "Left and left, get out of the way and let her go!"
Everyone was agitated for a while, but eventually they found a way out of their own accord. Military orders were like mountains, not to mention they couldn't just watch Ling Yun die in front of them.
Ling Yun felt a little relieved. At this time, he felt that Lian Nanchun's sword-holding hand was trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. He lowered his voice and said: "Chun'er, what's wrong with you? Leave quickly!..."
Lian Nanchun held back the tears that were about to fall and pushed him forward.
Suddenly I heard a woman yelling in a ferocious voice: "Wait a minute!"
Everyone trembled in their hearts when they saw Princess Huanyu standing sideways, like an impenetrable jade-colored barrier, blocking their way with awe-inspiring force.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and a faint sneer flashed across the corner of her mouth: "Ling Yun, Lian Nanchun, you want to leave? Humph, stop dreaming!..."
